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Blowjob ★ 2.1 Adventures of Jaime Lannister The loading screen is just a crudely traced Cersei with tits that could double as flotation devices and I'm already laughing. Not with the game, exactly, but you know that wheeze where you can't believe someone actually sat down and drew this. The whole thing runs on that janky Flash engine where the animations feel like moving paper dolls through molasses. Jaime's cock is, and I cannot stress this enough, absurdly proportioned. Like a third leg wearing a skin colored sock. It's magnificent in its stupidity. The setup is pure fanfic brainrot. Robert won the war, married Cersei, but her heart belongs to Jaime. So you click through dialogue that reads like it was translated through three different languages and then back into English by someone who learned it exclusively from porn titles. "Oh brother my king is fat and you are strong." Sure, Cersei. Whatever you say. The voice acting, if you can call it that, is just these wet smacking sounds looped over and over. I spent way too long fixated on how Jaime's hair doesn't move at all. Not a single strand. It's like a golden helmet. Why did that bother me more than the anatomical impossibilities happening below the waist? The blowjob scene triggers and it's just... relentless. No buildup, no tease, just immediate deepthroating with that same three frame animation cycling. There's a cumshot that appears with all the grace of a sneeze caught on a webcam from 2005. The sound effect is a stock squelch I swear I've heard in a mobile game ad. And yet. And yet I clicked through to see if there was more. The trivia questions are hidden behind some Google doc link in the description which is such a bizarre choice, like the creator was afraid of commitment. The whole thing feels like it was made in a weekend fueled by energy drinks and a very specific, very intense fixation on Lena Headey's cheekbones. It's objectively terrible and I've already bookmarked it.